‘ how’s your head ? ’
@bornofspring || Misc Sentence Starters || accepting!
“In general, or right now?”
And he was actually surprisingly coherent, given the sizeable lump on his head and the blurry excuse of the world around him.
Leo slowly sat upright with a grumble of protest, like he hadn’t so much sustained an injury as he had been forced to wake up supremely early. Instinct guided a hand to the inflicted spot on his crown, but since he figured touching it wouldn’t do anything beyond clearly announce Hey, I’m a bruise, now! You’re welcome!, his fingers hovered before curling into his palm. He squinted at nothing in particular—vague shapes slowly coming into focus—before finding the pair of brown eyes surveying him.
“Probably right now,” Leo confirmed on his own. “I’m cool. Hitting my head on rocks is just a hobby of mine. Y’know. Cool guy things.” He turned his head to find this situation’s particular rock: maybe figure out how in the world he’d screwed up a slingshot so badly. But when a dizziness crept in, sitting still seemed like the better option.
“Stick around; I might have more tricks for you. Just, uh...” Leo sunk back down, waved a hand lazily in the air. “Gimme a few.”


















